I was dressed in a leather armor/dress hybrid in red and white, while I had my trusty white cloak with the embroidered stylized rose on the back. As I entered the camp of one of the Riverland lords I heard the whispers around me, until I came near a knight rallying the levies.

"... and you go- what in the seven hells is that?"

Said 'that' he was pointing at was me.

"I heard you were fighting the Mad King", I told the knight, "I came to enlist in the army."

The knight looked at me up and down, before sneering. "When we raised the banners we asked for sons, not daughters!"

I couldn't help but chuckle at his choice of words. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, nothing", I said while controlling myself. "Still where do I go to wait my orders?"

"Are you daft woman? We don't need you here in the camp, unless you want to warm the bed of some of the soldiers." He let out a loud, cruel laugh and a few other soldiers followed him.

"Oh", I said with a sickeningly sweet smile, "perhaps I should warm your bed then, ser knight?"

He leered at me and was about to open his mouth, when I suddenly grabbed it in an iron like grip, before taking a step and throwing him away in a ballistic trajectory away from me.

"After all", I said with the same sickeningly sweet tone to the people around me who witnessed what I just did, "I'm going to fucking take it over, you sick fuck."

I turned around to the nearest man. "You! Where can I find the commander of this camp? I need to enlist here and I'm going to skip to the top."

The random mook points towards a large tent I'm a bit embarrassed I missed. Blushing I nod at him. "Thank you."

As I calmly walk there I see the witness of my feat part ways to let me walk. A few brave and stupid men try to stop me, only to meet a similar fate. Once I finally see the knight I had previously tossed aside we meet our gaze before I huff in annoyance and continue my walk. I can feel more than see the group of people coming behind me, either to make sure I won't escape or to watch the train wreck that's about to unfold.

As I reach the tent Lord Who-gives-a-damn appear. "What is this commotion?"

"I came to enlist to the army", I said to the man hopefully in charge.

He looked at me up and down. "You're a woman."

"Ser Whats-his-name remarked on that earlier", I said with a chuckle, "said he asked for sons not daughters. I made sure to make my displeasure know."

He looks past me at the gathered people, before the few people that I also tossed aside arrive limping. "My Lord! This woman attacked us!"

I shrugged, "they also didn't wanted to let me in. Before you order my arrest though, why don't you ask them what I did with those two buffoons? I think there's enough witness here to tell you what happened."

They suddenly became nervous, when one of them stepped forward with a limp. "She's a witch! Came to ensorcell you my Lord!"

"And how do I plan to do that, perhaps that's related to your limp, hmm?"

"What is happening here?" Said the Lord losing his patience. "I demand an explanation now!"

"It's better if I show you... and I just saw the perfect example."

As the group parted Ser Whats-his-name came strolling in, face red with rage before I went forwards. As he drew his sword I caught the weapon on the blade with my bare hand before once more grabbing at his face. I drag him back a few paces before looking at my target. Using all my strength I aim at a conveniently placed stack of hay for the horses far back in the camp and I throw him like a missile. Fortunately for him I hit my target cleanly.

Turning back to Lord Who-gives-a-damn I give him a radiant smile. "So, about enlisting in your army?"

He looked a bit pale from my demonstration, before he visibly calmed himself and his eyes became calculating. At least he's smart.

"What do you want? Are you a sellsword?"

I shrug. "Being paid would be nice, but at this moment all I want is an excuse. Just lost the last member of my family and I'm itching for a fight to let out some steam, and decided that the Mad King men was a good target as any."

"I... see. So, standard pay for sellsword?" He said for a moment before looking at me, "and the standard kit for the soldiers. Do you have experience in command?" I shook my head. "Well, if you manage to distinguish yourself on the battlefield we can add some bonus to it. Sounds fair?"

I gave him a thumbs up with a wink and a smile. I held that position for seven seconds.

"... I will take that as a yes." He finally settled before looking around. "What are you all doing! Get back to what you were doing, now!"

The crowd quickly disperse before another knight/lord came in. "Ser Greenwood will give you your essentials while also showing you to our treasurer so he can have your name for you to be paid at the end of the campaign." He said before turning around. I could hear him mutter that he need a drink, before I turned to Ser Greenwood.

"So... where are we going next?"

The knight stared at me for a few moments before shaking his head. "We will meet with the other banners to march at Stoney Sept. It's not far from here."

Stoney Sept huh? Guess I'm not too late for the Battle at the Trident.

Skipping and singing a cherry tune, I readied myself for what's to come.

I can't wait!